The Game - White Soft p**n lyrics

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The Game - White Soft p**n lyrics

[Intro: Radio Announcer] We gonna get into this next jam of the week right here It's called White Soft p**n. You know what I'm talkin' about I'm the infamous Turbo [?], you dig? And this is WSP radio where even if you got sloppy walls, you still gettin' balls in your jaws [Verse 1: The Game] Walk in the liquor store like where the Patron, I need a whole case Throwin' that Britney take out the Ghostface You know that white girl go both ways And you know what I mean if you ever sold yay We can take it from the top like San Jose Or the bottom of the yacht in St. Tropez So, pop the ros, ok, ok She got a white bronco, call her OJ She like slow man, she my snow flake Don't smoke chronic, but she can sniff the whole eighth Her Columbian. Like Scarface And we ain't gotta f**. She all face She from the valley, somewhere in Cali My homie Snoop used to f** with her sister Sally I pulled over in the alley She shift my gears and whispered in my ear [Chorus: Mars] I wanna do it to you (We ain't gotta f**) I'm talkin' white soft p**n So let me blow your mind (We ain't gotta f**) I'm talkin' white soft p**n [Verse 2: Asher Roth] Yea, Ay, Uh Don't be intimidated When I put it on you, baby, you be liberated Ay, We gettin' innovative This new position that I'm thinkin', let me demonstrate it Ay, Ain't gotta fornicate And your performance is important when you use your face Ay, She never used to be this way She was a les 'til I went ahead and screwed her straight Ay, undo your bra with one hand If anything is gonna care it on and cum can Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends I love it when it's girl upon girl with one man Ay, put your bu*t on my mustache, f** that Won't eat unless your shavin' the muff back, puff pa** Rub 'em from the front to the bu*t crack She love it when I play with my tongue, I'm just sayin' [Chorus: Mars] I wanna do it to you (We ain't gotta f**) I'm talkin' white soft p**n So let me blow your mind (We ain't gotta f**) I'm talkin' white soft p**n [Verse 3: Tyga] Now, now, let's get acquainted Shots of Croc how you let up like Vegas SL painted Top back drop take a photo half-naked Don't be lazy We on that, everyday a wet dream, baby Sex on the beach by the leather on the seats Lookin' for some head, I don't really gotta think She said you know where I be, Roosevelt suite Haha. Sunset women like the best Walkin' at the light like I can change your life Yea, yea, I rarely see the same girl twice Let me get her number then I'm f**in' tonight Tell her call her friend then we f**in' tonight She left that n***a, watch, I'mma do it right Ain't nothin' to these dollar bills in my high fashion Champagne gla**es pourin' on they a**es So many girls, I ain't never gotta act. Just say [Chorus: Mars] I wanna do it to you (We ain't gotta f**) I'm talkin' white soft p**n So let me blow your mind (We ain't gotta f**) I'm talkin' white soft p**n

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